My Uncle Killed My Grandmother's Cat

The BBQ Pit
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We had to get rid of my grandmother’s cat for health reasons, and I volunteered to try to either find it a home or take it somewhere to have it humanely put down. My uncle told me he wanted the cat out by Friday, but neglected to tell me he was going to be a dick about it, so instead of talking to me directly about it to see what my plans were, he goes over to her house, puts it in a box, takes it home, and sets it loose in the woods behind his house. He says this was more humane than just having it killed (“If you had a choice between the electric chair and getting left in the desert with a Bowie knife and a pack of matches, which would you choose?”) I actually got in touch with him before he did it, and he and my aunt blame me because I missed his deadline - as if a couple of extra days would have made any difference, and the cat’s life wasn’t worth the inconvenience. We got in a huge fight, and I desperately tried to get them to hang on to the cat for a couple of extra days (even going so far as lying to them about having potentially found it a home), but when I got home Sunday night I was told they’d let it go. Since this was a house cat with none of its shots and terrified of people and Friday night went down to sub-30’s temperatures, I know the cat is now dead, and probably suffered to boot.

I’m so fucking pissed I could spit. My uncle and aunt are stubborn, white trash lowlifes with no compassion and no brains. There is a part of me that hopes they get stuck in their car overnight on a cold winter’s night so they can feel what that poor animal suffered when they callously let it loose in a wild it could never hope to survive in. There’s a special place in Hell for these assholes, and I hope there’s some karmic payback out there waiting for them. Maybe when they move to Florida over the next few weeks (which is more important to them than their own mother’s health and happiness) things will go horribly wrong and they’ll be miserable. Maybe they’ll be plagued by neighborhood cats that make noise all night and keep them awake for weeks on end. I could only hope. And I’m not even an animal rights activist!

Fuck them and their highhanded, arrogant, ignorant, impatient, jackassed “compassion.”

Esprix

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Bastards! I can’t believe you’re related to those people, Esprix.

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Can you report them? Isn’t that illegal?

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Esprix, your uncle is a first-class dick. I think you should have him neutered.

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Oh Esprix! I’m sorry - I hate people that do this! Take a chance and see if you can catch it. Cats are amazingly resliant animals and you might end up saving its life.

Its worth a shot. Poor baby. Poor you!

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:mad:

Michi

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Jesus Esprix, where did they grow these assholes?

Did he actually GIVE the cat a Bowie knife and a pack of matches? Or did he even let it out of the fuckin’ box before he left it out there?

What a shit. It sounds as if you will be about as far away from them as you can be in the US soon, and good riddance. Don’t subject yourself to their bullshit if you can help it.

And I agree that the cat might surprize you. Go look.

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I would not be at all surprised if the cat made it out of the woods alive- they are very resourceful. What a jackass of a pigfucker this man is.

Zette
(Waiting the obligitory- “It’s just an animal” post)

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For what it’s worth, I think the cat could have survived a night out in freezing temperatures. I know our cat in Cincinnati (who’s doing just fine down here still) went outside in the cold and snow to use the big ol’ litterbox the rest of us called the yard, and I know sometimes we didn’t see him for a day or two.

I am NOT saying that what your uncle did was in any way humane or right, because it was horrible. I’m just saying that there’s still a chance for the cat.

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That dirty Motherfucker!!! You need to kick his fucking ass - and it doesn’t matter if he’s a relative or not!

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I have to agree with SanibelMan – there’s hope for your cat. Many cats live outside year round in weather colder than the thirties, especially if they can find some sort of shelter. So, maybe it’s OK.

Your uncle is absolutely a pissant, though.

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Just be thankful he did not keep the cat so he could torment it like some sick souls would do.

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Holy shit. What a fucking asshole.

I echo other’s sentiments in that it’s entirely possible the cat is still alive. Cats are remarkably resilient and adaptable. My cat fell off an 80-foot balcony and it’s fine. Try finding it. And then leave your UNCLE in the woods alone. (Or, drop him off an 80-foot balcony.)

Since there’s a good chance the cat has been found already, contact the Humane Society. Or some kind soul may have taken it in, so here’s what you do: Get a picture of the cat, size it to about a 4" square, then paste it to an 8.5x11 sheet and write underneath it:

LOST
BELOVED CAT “SNOWBALL” (or whatever the cat’s name is)
ABANDONED IN (name of location cat was left)
BY UNCARING JERK
JOHN G. SMITH (your uncle’s name)

PLEASE CALL 555-5555 (your number)
IF YOU FIND SNOWBALL
REWARD OFFERED
OR CALL 555-1111 (your Uncle’s number)
TO TELL HIM WHAT A
TOTAL ASS-HEAD HE IS

Okay, maybe you can’t exactly duplicate this. But don’t tell me you wouldn’t get a LOT of satisfaction out of it.

I actually got in touch with him before he did it, and he and my aunt blame me because I missed his deadline - as if a couple of extra days would have made any difference, and the cat’s life wasn’t worth the inconvenience. We got in a huge fight, and I desperately tried to get them to hang on to the cat for a couple of extra days (even going so far as lying to them about having potentially found it a home), but when I got home Sunday night I was told they’d let it go. Since this was a house cat with none of its shots and terrified of people and Friday night went down to sub-30’s temperatures, I know the cat is now dead, and probably suffered to boot.

I’m so fucking pissed I could spit. My uncle and aunt are stubborn, white trash lowlifes with no compassion and no brains. There is a part of me that hopes they get stuck in their car overnight on a cold winter’s night so they can feel what that poor animal suffered when they callously let it loose in a wild it could never hope to survive in. There’s a special place in Hell for these assholes, and I hope there’s some karmic payback out there waiting for them. Maybe when they move to Florida over the next few weeks (which is more important to them than their own mother’s health and happiness) things will go horribly wrong and they’ll be miserable. Maybe they’ll be plagued by neighborhood cats that make noise all night and keep them awake for weeks on end. I could only hope. And I’m not even an animal rights activist!

Fuck them and their highhanded, arrogant, ignorant, impatient, jackassed “compassion.”

Esprix **
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Oh Esprix!

Go look for your kitty and drop your uncle off in the woods. It’ll be good for him. And better than tossing him in front of a bus, he’ll have more of a chance you see.

Abandonment of animals just wrenches my heart, my kitties were of the “look what I found!” variety that were supposed to die under that bush, but didn’t. Cats are tough people. Assholes are weak people.

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Your cat is almost certain to still be alive. While it’s been raised a housecat, aeons of breeding and nature have not left it. Look for a stiff treeline or a small embankment, something grassy or leafy with wind protection. That’s likely where it lain to rest. We used to have housecats, but when they got to big they became outside cats. Now they subside off mice in the barn. No biggie.

–Tim

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{{{Esprix and Kitty}}}
This is breaking my heart…
My beloved cat Fluffy died in August-I’m STILL not fucking over it.
People like that just make me sick…I mean, I’d give anything to have one more hour with Fluff, and people just abandon animals for any reason.

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Esprix that does suck, big time. OTOH, think about how much money your family can save in the future. Instead of putting your aunt and uncle in a nursing home, when they reach that age, you can just drop them off in a forest somewhere. That way they won’t suffer any humiliation or embarassment.

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Oh, Esprix! That is horrible. Horrible doesn’t even cover it, but I can’t think a word bad enough.

Your Uncle is a real ass.

Some of my friends have cats that go out for days, even in the dead of winter and they always come back fine. So, the cat may be OK.

The poor thing must be so scared and hungry.

I can’t decide which of RickJay’s ideas I like better. Dropping him off the balcony would hurt more, but the poster with his phone number has more long term annoyance potential - hehehe.

I hope you (or someone else) can find the cat. A housecat without shots is not “in the woods with a bowie knife and matches” its more like “stranded naked on an alien planet.”

Why don’t you let the local animal rights wackos** in on this little tidbit - they should make your Uncle’s life really interesting.
** that remark was not intended to insult animal rights activists - I am an animal rights activist - but you gotta admit, some of us are wackos.

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Let’s hope their neighbors have about ten cats that all go into heat at the same time…and do the horizontal mambo right under his window…

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Many years ago one of my sister’s and I saw a car stop near a busy intersection, and someone inside put out a dog and drove off. We didn’t come out of the shock soon enough to get thier license number, but we did see a small face pressed against the back window of the car as it drove off. Teaching the kids the right way, weren’t they?

We picked it up and took it home to our parents house. We gave it food and water but it didn’t want to eat much seemingly, just wandered around rather awkwardly. On Monday we took it to our vet who examined it. First off it was an OLD dog, and probably wasn’t eating because it’s teeth were bad. It’s eyes were filmy toom hence the wandering. Heart and lungs all congested. The vet know it wasn’t ours because he had regularly treated our cats, and knew we wouldn’t neglect an animal. He recommended putting it to sleep and we agreed, although it hurt us. Vet didn’t even charge, he was a good guy.

How can people be like that, have an animal and not care for it?

Maybe because they are major-league jerks, just like that aunt and uncle of yours.Honestly, I will pray for you and the cat. Although my faith doesn’t really address the issue, I like to think that we will have pets in Heaven, maybe even the ones we knew on Earth. I remember reading a quote from Martin Luther, about how it wouldn’t SEEM like Heaven if he couldn’t have dogs there.

Will you let us know if you find the cat?